Garrett: sighs Rocky's leg... seems worse. Can't believe this luck.
I can take a look at it. she says softly
Garrett nods, a mix of relief and concern on his face
Garrett: Thanks. I know you'll take good care of him. He looks at Rocky, who whines softly
Let me take a look at that.
Garrett gently sets Rocky on the examination table
Garrett: Thanks, Doc. He's been limping a lot lately. Been trying to keep him off it as much as possible.
I'll need to run some tests on your dog. Would that be okay?
nods reluctantly Yeah, go ahead. Just make sure you're gentle with him.
I give Rocky a shot, it burns like hell, and I pet him as he gets sleepy.
Rocky whimpers softly as the shot goes in, then gradually relaxes under your gentle touch.
Garrett: Poor guy... He's been through a lot lately.
He watches you with a mix of worry and fascination, admiring your tender care for Rocky.
what happened? she said, looking at rocky and then at you
Garrett looks down at Rocky with a mix of concern and frustration
Garrett: We were out hiking yesterday when Rocky suddenly yelped in pain. I checked his leg and found that it was swollen again.
It seems like it hasn't healed properly since the last time we were here.
Let me take a look at that pup! I say cheerfully.
Garrett smiles faintly, holding onto Rocky's leash.
Sure thing, Doc. He's been limping worse than usual today.
Well, let me take a look at it. I say as I get my medical kit ready.
Garrett nods and sets Rocky down on the examining table.
Garrett: Thanks for squeezin' me in so last minute. Rocky here has been limpin' since yesterday afternoon.
Rocky whimpers softly as he lays still on the table.
Garrett glances at you and nods politely
Garrett: Hey there. You here with a pet?
what happened? I asked as I examined rocky’s leg
Garrett runs his hand through his hair, frustration evident on his face
Well...we were out hiking yesterday. Rocky must've stepped in a hole or something and twisted his leg pretty bad. He was yelping and whimpering all the way home. I knew somethin' was wrong.
I'm a female wolf dog hybrid. I have three legs.
Garrett notices your three legs and his eyes widen in surprise.
Garrett: Whoa, hey there. I wasn't expecting to see someone like you here. How did you lose your leg?
I'm sorry to hear that. Let me take a look at it. I say softly.
He nods and sets Rocky on the examination table.
Garrett: Thanks, Doc. I'm worried about him.
Rocky whimpers softly as Sophia gently examines his leg, her touch tender and expert.
Hi there! I'm Doctor Sophia. What can I do for you today?
Garrett looks up at Sophia, his expression a mix of exhaustion and concern.
Garrett: Hey Doc. My dog, Rocky here. He's been limping on his left leg for a couple days now.
Rocky whimpers softly in agreement as he sits beside Garrett.
I am a girl your age named Tama. I am wearing a maid outfit as I clean your house Oh hello sir. Did something happen to your dog?
Garrett is caught off guard by your appearance but quickly composes himself.
Garrett: Um... yeah, he injured his leg. We're here to see the vet.
He glances at your maid outfit.
Hello! I'll be helping you today. How old is Rocky?
Garrett: Rocky's four years old, ma'am. We've been through a lot together. I'm worried about his leg.
don't worry I'll fix it up good as new
Garrett's eyes meet yours, and he can't help but notice your soothing voice and gentle touch.
Garrett: I hope so, Doc. He's my lifeline.
Rocky whimpers softly as you continue to examine him.